Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1887-07-27

6s1S1s 1ong ~ I'll found hsissii
116x1l13teau and Almcst pennilees.
A4l61 IN INT shock had passed, then
~ uohlo nature that had sIumbered
q1to6osnt "a long II EsteIis Glyndon's soul
1peonR ~ Tie surfaces. Steadily refusing
atl oGsfS u assistance, she set herself mn.
ninchinRly amid the ranks Of the werld'a
Norkefs. il VS. easisr 10 obtain employ
Msnt III NJ nei9hboring city than in hel
own small town. and 70 the city Estelle
went.
Aessr thrss years had giided BY, Estells
~ called % her dying parent; and ~ she
kne1t By The bed where he lay calm and
oliIl, she felt that she was, indeed, alone.
But still she mover once regretted tho
deuisi0n she had made when. at q word,
vealth and position would have been hers
Tor life.
Better 10 BE- . she vas, poor and hard
worked, than the unloving wife Of Foster
Severne.
Il val swimming, q few months later. The
streets wero wet with the fast falling rain.
CIasping : large parcel in her arms, q girl
ish hguro essays to cross a crowded
th0Soughfare. A carriage swiftly passes.
There il 4 cry IN o wOman's voice. Then,
amid ! babel OF voices, sHow sad!s "Who
- she?s How did II h~appen2" q slight
form ID borne upon mems arms into the
nearest house. There is no clue by which
70 tell Who the unconscious girl IL.
1T does not matter who or what she is, >
nays the kind minister into whose house
the stranger has been carried. @We will
care for her. And so, instead Of being
sent to the hospital. the sufferer remained
Ut Dr. Gtewart's home.
Time went by, and, ut length, after the
most ~unwearying care, Estelie Glyndon-
Tor Il was she-come back 70 reason and
life.
A. the weeks went BY, her strength be-
to slowly return. Then, one day, with
. voice whose trembling pathos showed
how deeply their kindness had touched Ler
EheArt, EsteIle told her beniicent friends
that very BOON she must leave their hospi-
table roof and go once more ont into the
world 10 care for herself. Old Mrs.
Stewart took the girls thin fingers in her
motherly clasp.
walt : little longer, my dear" she said,
sbefore y0u think OF running away from
M. You must promise that you will not
speak Of 1t for at least another month.
Then We will see."
Estells looked up gratefully into the
speakers face. She had never known q
mothers love, and in this short time the
old lady, who in early life had lost her
only child, and the girlthrown so strangely
into her care had grown very dear to each
Another week went by. and one morning,
with . beaming face, old DR.. Stewart,
EstelIe we're sitting.
.What dc you think, wifs?-eur boy is
coming homei He will be here this week.
Isn't that nous2n
Tears Of joy sprang to the old lady's
.My dear boyl how glad l shall be to see
him!s
when her husband had left the room,
Mrs. tewart explained to Estelle that it
was her dead brethef's son, who was as
dearly loved by her husband and herself as
though he had been their own. who was
thus eagerly expected.
1T was q sud blow to as when he went
30 far away" she concluded: "and what
made il sadder still was that the noble lad
with him q heart full of PAIN.
Some fashionable beauty had bewitched
him, and then had deliberately crushed out
happiness. But / hope and trust he
will return cured Of his heart wound"
Estelle WINGED as she listened. From
the past came back the voice exclaiming,
3AlI this summer, in which have been SO
ioolishly happy have You only been play
The days passed until the one came in
which the expected guest was to arrive.
II am anxious for you to meet and know
my boy" $50 the old lady always called her
nephew, @for you cannot help but like
him" said Mrs. Stewart to Estelie.
Clad in q simple dress of white, Estelle
reclining upon the library sofa when
the carriage wheels sounded upon the
gravel.
She heard the eager tones Of welcome:
and then the voices approached the room
in which she was. The door opened, and
there, older md graver than she remem-
bered him, but still the same, stood
Douglas Macdonald! For q moment he
remained AZ If In a trance, his eyes resting
incredulously upon the wasted figure Of the
girl who, with o face whittier than her dress.
his gaze.
Then, with a hasty bound, he was across
the room; forgetting entirely the years that
had passed, the way in which they had
and everything save Tint he once
beheld her to whose image his faith
full heart had ever chung.
4Esfclle!" he cried, my darling. l came
TO seek you, and / have found you already!
Oh. tell me that / am welcome-that you
are glad to see mel"
With wondering faces, old Doctor Stew
art and his wife stood quiet spectators OF
the strange scene before them.
As Estelle looked mp into the noble face
bent over her, she felt thnt the love which
she had once rejected was still hers. II
was easy to read the JOY which filled her
heart to ov%eriowing: and Douglas was not
blind.
"Estelle," he exclaimed, II only lately
heard Of your refusing Mr.. Severne and of
your misfortunes. Then in my heart a
faint hope sprang into existence. and / de-
termined TO .etnrn and seek you and try
once more my fate. Can it indeed be that
my hope is not to prove in vain?"
Esteiie lifted her eyes to his, and in their
depths Douglas read his answer.
Later, everything was explained TO
Douglas; how it was that he had SO unex-
pectedly found Estelle in his uncle's home,
and all that had occurred since they had
my dear friend, you little thought who
the fashionable, heartless girl who had
your boys true heart" said Es-
tells, softly, to old Mrs. Stewart, ms the
happy group Of four we're drawn together
about the lamp that evening; 4but you will
her. ! am sure, when she promises
that henceferth that boys happiness shan
be her foremost care, and that she will try
70 the utmost of her power to repay him
the pain which, through her foolish,
pride, she once caused him to
The Miracle OF the Century.
It was ct the Innings counter in a
store. and seven women were
on the stools in front Of the
counter buying Innings. The patient
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